time, and though her impossibly straight, white teeth are bared in a smile, it doesn’t get anywhere near her eyes, making her look sort of demonic.
“Hi!” she says brightly, her voice a contrast to her glaring eyes, and she breezes past me to grab for Abe, pulling his head to hers for a kiss.
She makes weird, annoying sounds as she does it, and though I can see Abe trying to pull away, jealousy rages through me.
When he finally disentangles himself from her, his face revealing distaste and disapproval of her actions, she misses it because she has already turned back to me and stuck her hand out.
“I’m Beth,” she says. “Abe’s girlfriend.”
As if it needed to be said. She very clearly just marked her territory. If she were a guy, it was like watching her whip her dick out and pee on her property.
Heck, from the moment she was in my sight, giving me a death glare, her message was clear—he’s mine.
“I’m Madison,” I say, taking her hand. “Look, I’ll leave you guys to it—I’ve gotta run to my next class.”
“Definitely keep running, bitch,” I think I hear her say, but I choose to ignore it, blaming my sometimes overly active imagination.
At this time, however, imagination is no match for the real thing—the slap of reality has quite a sting.
Seeing Abe’s girl in the flesh puts things in perspective again.
The girlfriend about to be dumped isn’t just an idea—she is very real, and I get the sense she’s nowhere near on the same page as Abe.
That girl is not going to take Abe’s news very well—if he even goes through with it, and I don’t see why he would.
She’s into him, she’s gorgeous, and she’ll cut a bitch.
Abe might have a crazy effect on me, but no matter how much I want to be able to take him up on his offer, the last thing I need is to deal with a jilted girlfriend, one who is clearly the epitome of drama.
Parts of me want to explore things with Abe, but I don’t think it’ll be worth it.
My peace of mind is worth a whole lot more; those two can keep each other.
I can’t help throwing a glance back at Abe, and his light green eyes are intently on me, sending a thrill shooting throughout my entire body, zapping around until it hits my core.
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T he kiss has forced my hand.
I watch Madison take off, willing my feet to stay in place and not go after her because Bethany has become a problem that needs to be dealt with immediately.
I’ll return to Madison soon enough.
I make sure to inform Maddy of this with my eyes as she turns back to look at me, and I’m pretty sure she got the message.
I am coming for her.
“What the hell was that about?” I ask, finally concentrating on the quietly seething blonde in front of me.
“What?” Beth responds innocently, widening her eyes for effect. “I can’t say hi to my boyfriend? You have something against PDA now? You didn’t have an issue slapping my ass in front of your teammates last week, or… ”
“I get it,” I say, holding up a hand. “You’re right—you did nothing wrong; nothing out of the ordinary, at least. But you were definitely sending Maddy a message… ”
“‘Maddy,’ huh? Hmm. You know I thought I heard you call her that on my way to you. You guys must’ve been pretty close back in the day or something. It seemed you were more than ‘just neighbors’ with the body language.”
“Is that why you felt compelled to tell her to keep running?”
She sort of chuckles then shrugs, obviously not regretting a thing.
“Well, I meant it, babe. She’s clearly into you and I am fully within my rights to tell her to back the fuck up off my man.”
She smiles sweetly, and it’s so weird to see the juxtaposition of her vulgar words and her pretty face sporting an innocent smile.
“About that… ” I begin.
“Oh, no you don’t,” she says in a slightly different voice, her face seeming to darken as her smile drops. “You better not be about to say what I think you